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[pangur-and-grim]

Sometimes I have stop what I’m doing and stare at my attractive cat

[rosendust]

this cat is so cute

[costretto-blog]

transmogrifiied:

The hybrid watched with interest, flinching a few times at the punches thrown. Precursors, these guys stink, he thought with a sneer. Daxter’s ears twitched as the other spoke.

“The redhead? Seriously?” he said in slight disbelief.

“Well, while you’re rootin’ fer   mister sprawled-cross-tha’-floor   over there, my money’s on blondie.” He gestured to the larger boy, who was weakly throwing punches. “At least he’s facin’ the right way.”

Green hues eyed the orange creature sceptically, a chuckle following. “Heh, the blonde has more teeth than sense though.” -And that’s saying something considering the lad has maybe four teeth left, tops. How many had that kid started with in the first place?

“Ah, here we are...” By now most of the contenders were too tired (Read: too drunk) to actually be a threat, which was the cats que to move; swiftly darting between clumsy feet in a dash towards the kitchen. Whether the oversized weasel followed or not was of no concern, Mogget was more interested in a meal.

[costretto-blog]

creatingcontracts:

“Of course I’ve noticed.”

Kyubey responded solemnly, slowing in his steps as he continued to circle. He finally came to a stop, however, once he was in front of the creature that deceptively appeared to be a cat.

“Humans are the reason that I’m here. They are capable of something unlike any other race in the universe.”

But he wasn’t about to show his whole hand–he still didn’t even know what this thing was. No, but he’d share just enough information to make it seem like he was sharing plenty. Tail swishing, the Incubator took a seat on the ground and continued to peer at the being curiously.

“What are you, exactly?”

   Mogget mused to himself silently, pondering what exactly this pink-eyed creature was referring to. Man wasn’t really capable of much in the physical sense; at least not something another animal couldn’t do. Spiritual nonsense, mayhaps.

“A creature of Free Magic. I am many things.” He whirred back, head tilting slightly. Alas, getting a straight answer from the demon wasn’t an easy feat. Especially not when he wanted to ask the other that exact same question. Looking closely: They seemed feline enough, but this is definitely no cat. It felt dangerous somehow? Heh.

“But, what are you?”

[costretto-blog]

transmogrifiied has crossed paths

   The cat said nowt for the most part, sitting silently beside the odd marmalade coloured rodent. First class seats to watch the ensuing bar brawl, actually; out of harms way but still with a view. None of the folk seemed to really have any experience in a fight, but when is a failed backflip not funny?

“My bets are on the boy with red hair.” ...Who was currently out cold on the pavement. “He’s doing pretty well.”

[chainsxwsmile]

“I’m sayin’ ye should watch yer tongue, lil’ bite-” the shark snapped, as he could feel his temper rising. With a swift brush of his tail, he sent a surging wave smacking towards the feline. 

[costretto-blog]

   Mogget couldn’t dart up fast enough, the prior resting position hindering a quick retreat from the water. The cat barely managed not to be pulled with the withdrawing tide, claws gripping rock by reflex. Drenched.

“You-” he began, stopping to try and shake some of the damned brine from his paws. A disgruntled sneeze delayed the felines retort some more. The passing boats meant he coudn’t resume his true form. “You are merely fortunate there are humans nearby. It’ll take a week to wash out this stench.”

[costretto-blog]

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[mysideaintchosen-deactivated202]

❝Stop playin’ games. What the hell is this?❞

[costretto-blog]

“A hat.” the cat murred.

   One dainty paw was on said headwear; a silent threat of just letting the wind blow it away. Mogget didn’t care what happened to the thing either way. It was no loss of his. Watching the stranger try and catch it again would be amusing.

“I’d have thought that obvious.”

[lberghol]

Sabriel and Mogget from Garth Nix’s Abhorsen series. Tho I think in this sketch she’s more the age she is later in the series. I started reading Clariel the other night so I got all nostalgic-y!

[creatingcontracts-blog]

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“You are no ordinary cat.”

He doesn’t start with a greeting. There’s no reason to. This isn’t a human, it shouldn’t be expecting one–and even if it is, it hardly matters. It’s not as though Kyubey feels that he must remain on good terms here.

Circling the white cat slowly, the Incubator surveys them quietly for a few moments. Admittedly, he’s interested. He’s not run into anything beyond barely-sentient animals on Earth–aside from humans, of course, but even they were a lower form of sentient.

“Interesting. I wasn’t aware there were creatures like you on this planet.”

[costretto-blog]

The feline refrained from replying for now; opting to vanquish the itch on his ear instead. Though it was clear Mogget was listening to the other, ears swiveling even mid-scratch.

“Nor are you.”

   Now unoccupied, green hues studied the new creature as it traversed around. This wasn’t a true cat, either. Even more so than Mogget, as far as appearances go. Normally he’d ignore such, but this being smelt neither of Free magic or Charter magic. Not of anything the spirit could recognise, actually. ‘Planet’? Guess that answered his unspoken question.

“Interstellar travel? Why you’d come to this place is perplexing. It’s a mess here, you’ve likely noticed.”

[liraeling]

Sabriel illustrations by Kali Ciesemier

[chainsxwsmile]

“That can change in a matter ‘f seconds,” the shark retorted, creeping closer to the edge near the feline. “Sardine? Might as well call ye a ‘mouse’. Besides, ye’re small ‘nough for a morsel to me. I’m much too big to be a lunch for you.”

[costretto-blog]

   A low chuckle rumbled from the cats throat. Though, he had to give this fish some credit, most of them can’t keep conversation, let alone an amusing one. Mogget made no attempt to shirk away, despite the ebbing waves threatening to dampen his fur.

“So what you’re saying is that I should be calling you ‘buffet’? Seems a bit impudent, but if you insist.”

[caeboa]

Doodle for Abhorsen Challenge Week #2, Day 2, Decision

From the Paperwing crash scene at Holehallow. I always associate Mogget with decision but have already drawn his end of series speech so this felt like a fun thing to play with in the dark and smoke effect.

Prompts post here: http://thedisreputableblogger.tumblr.com/post/103306497263/hello-fandom-here-are-the-prompts-for-the-second

[chainsxwsmile]

“I’d like ye see ye just try to make a lunch outta me, lil’ bite,” Bruce chuckled skeptically. “Ye don’t look anymore than a mouthful for me. Shouldn’t take too much for me to take ye down, so I’d watch yer tongue. Besides, don’t felines hate the water? I’d say ye’re certainly outta yer element…”

[costretto-blog]

“True, but the water I’m not quite in.” Thankfully. Though, this little outcrop of land (dirt, rather) was looking less appealing by the second. Mogget took a mental note: Tease sharks less, they find little humor in it. “Isn’t it only fair that I call you ‘lunch’? ‘Morsel’ isn’t much better, after all. Mayhaps you’d prefer ‘sardine’.”

[ivyminded]

A small groan of disdain came from the witch as she felt the small talking creature prance about beside her legs. What an annoying little thing. Pale yellow eyes looked downward before shoving the cat away with her boot.

[costretto-blog]

   Her glance was more than sufficient, and the feline seemed to smirk despite being thwarted. Perseverence is the name of the game. Mogget wasn’t one to crave affection, and he didn’t; but getting attention from somebody that so denies to give it? A victory of sorts.

   Changing tactics, he opted to jump up on Vendras shoulder, slouched around her neck like a living scarf. If nothing else, the cat could just nap here.

[ivyminded]

Pointed ears perked up as she heard the voice. Looking down, the space witch noticed the talking cat. Her expression was unreadable as she simply stared at the creature before her. Cats did not talk.

So she promptly ignored the creature and went back to her scanner.

[costretto-blog]

Hmph. Irritating. At least this female didn’t emit some godawful screech. But the point still remained... And one good turn deserves another. Small pristine paws padded over to her feet; getting in the way, as cats do. “Are you hard of hearing?”

[liraeling]

Sabriel and Mogget unleashed by Amanda Bills